Annan felt that his mind was still a little hazy, as if he had slept for too long.
He shook his head slightly, walked over and asked Sir Silver in a low voice: "I remember... there is another god named 'Mirror Dragon'. But I don't know his priesthood."
"You saw it in Gryaznoha's book, right?"
Sir Silver chuckled lightly and turned around to expose Annan's more euphemistic words.
"……Yes."
Annan nodded.
Hearing this, he was a little confused.
Why can the source of the information be directly identified just by mentioning this name?
"The dragon in the mirror is a less commonly used nickname because it can mislead people... He does not have the authority of the mirror, and he is not exactly a dragon. This is like the old grandmother who is occasionally called a 'cold-blooded lady';
And some people would call me 'businessman in white'."
Sir Silver explained.
Only the names given by the gods during the sublimation ceremony can become their true code names. Calling this name near them will be heard. But even if you call the name "Cold-blooded Lady" in the Principality of Winter,
, the old grandmother will not hear it...because it is not the name the old grandmother gave herself at all, but a nickname.
That is, an alias.
This is a taboo method used when "you don't want to be discovered".
"As for Gryaznuha using this name as a nickname, the reason is also very simple, because the skeleton is being hunted by Yaweng. The 'Dragon in the Mirror' actually symbolizes the god, which is the god of painting and illusion, 'Zhiji'
', the subordinate god of Yaon.
"But I guess you don't know...He is actually a painting, a painting that has life."
"A painting?"
Annan was a little surprised.
He had indeed heard of the name Zhiji... When he first knew Amos, he looked up similar information. She was a kind and silent goddess.
She is the patron and idol of many poor painters.
If their paintings really cannot be sold, they can sacrifice them to Paper Princess through a ceremony. Paper Princess will give them some silver coins based on the effort they put into painting, rather than the value of the painting itself, so that they will not go hungry.
Death... But what makes Annan remember this name is that these silver coins were not conjured by Zhi Ji with her magical power, nor were they asked for from Yin Jue... but she earned them herself.
Yes, she is a legendary painter herself, traveling around the world and on the streets.
"That's right, it's Paper Princess."
Sir Silver nodded.
"But I think you may not know... Paper Princess was the earliest painting painted by Ya Weng, and it is almost his best work.
"The content of the painting is a silver-white giant dragon, which is lifelike. Under Yaweng's magical power, it can even move, roar, and fly in the painting... Its power can even affect the present world."
Speaking of this, Sir Silver glanced at Annan in a subtle way.
Then He continued: "Later, this painting was obtained by a real dragon.
"Unfortunately, he fell in love with the dragon in the painting. It could even be said to be an obsession...
"It completely gave up everything he had gained in reality, just to spend more time with it. For hundreds of years, he only chatted with it, got close to it, and watched it flying on the top of the snow-capped mountains with obsession.
"But it is just a painting after all... it has no mind or soul, it just responds to others according to Yaweng's presets.
"——In the end, the dragon got the title page of the book of truth, which was called "False and Truth".
"But he was deeply stimulated by the power that book gave him, almost to the point of becoming angry. Because the 'truth' in "False and Real" told him very clearly that the dragon in the painting could not be real.
.However, he can use his own truth to turn it into a 'more real illusion', so real that it is almost indistinguishable.
"The dragon rejected this seemingly good offer.
"He would rather believe that the dragon is completely real, and would rather believe that the soul of a dragon is sealed in the painting. He is afraid of, and even hates the truth he has obtained, and finally makes a decision - he decides to abandon his own truth.
"Or to be more accurate, he forcibly proved...that there was indeed a dragon's soul in that painting.
"He used his knowledge and financial resources to construct a complete sublimation ritual and ignited his soul... But at the center of the ritual was not himself - but the painting."
The dragon exchanged his soul, truth and everything for an opportunity to force falsehood into reality.
"So, Paper Princess became a god?"
Annan blinked.
……what is this?
An alternate world version of papersexuality?
However, considering that the painting can move, talk, and even chat with people like an artificial intelligence... it seems, it is not, completely incomprehensible... right?
Sir Silver obviously didn't know the subtle emotions in Annan's heart.
Annan asked: "So, did he succeed?"
"He should be considered successful. Although the original god of falsehood and truth lost his soul, the painting did possess intelligence and gained a true soul."
Sir Silver just smiled gently: "Just like what he had imagined, it was a cold, elegant and kind little female dragon. She is now the god of painting and illusion..."
It's just that he can't see it himself.
Sir Silver did not say this out loud. Annan also understood what he meant.
Hearing Sir Silver's words, Annan suddenly recalled the paint that Duke Skeleton gave to Amos.
There seem to be some similarities between the two...but also some differences.
In this way, "Dragon in the Mirror" is indeed an almost insulting nickname for Zhi Ji. It also accurately symbolizes his location.
"Why are you talking to me so much?"
Annan was keenly aware of something.
Yinjue nodded slowly.
"Zhiji is now living in the capital of Noah," He told Annan, "He wants to see you."
"see me?"
Annan was a little surprised.
Why?
I don't know you either...
"...because that painting is actually a portrait that Yaweng painted for his grandmother."
Yin Jue raised his eyebrows, not feeling embarrassed, and just said with a smile: "But you also know the temper of the old grandmother. She doesn't want to see Zhi Ji... and doesn't think Zhi Ji has anything to do with him.
"Don't ask any more questions, you will know when we get there. You can just satisfy Zhiji's homesickness, Annan. It will be good for you to get to know other gods more. And Zhiji will protect you,
It will also be safer for you in the capital, and it will be easier to move around."
Safe? Is there anything safer than the shelter of Sir Silver, in the Kingdom of Noah?
And does Zhi Ji want to see me...or do you want me to see Zhi Ji?
Annan gradually figured out something from these words.
No, why do I need Zhi Ji to protect me?
Is Yin Jue...not planning to come forward?
"Do you want me to see Zhiji...or do you want me to go to the royal capital?"
Annan blinked and realized the implication of Sir Silver.
He asked directly and straightforwardly, without making any guesses on his own: "If you want me to return to the royal capital, should it be as Don Juan or as Annan?"
This is Annan's age advantage - if he follows the rules, he is called sensible; if he does not, he is called straightforward, and no one will care.
...Of course, it may also be due to appearance.
"Naturally, as 'Don Juan Geraint'. Come here when you have time and do me a favor... It's not too urgent. You can come back during the spring hunting season at the earliest. You can do it before May at the latest."
"
Sir Silver chuckled, squatted in front of Annan and whispered: "But you don't have to be too afraid. In these few months, I will let little Henry arrest all the rotten believers. In the Kingdom of Noah, there will be no more
There are followers of Fu Fu.”
"...Can I ask what the busy schedule is? I can also make preparations in advance to avoid clumsy and messy things in the past."
Annan asked politely.
"It's not a big deal."
Sir Silver gently hugged Annan's waist, raised the corner of his mouth and whispered:
"I just want you to attend little Henry's funeral instead of Don Juan...
"By the way, in the name of the Geraint family, I would like to warn those who are not very stable. The Kingdom of Noah is very chaotic... Fufu thought his plan was secret and sound, but he didn't even know why Henry would do anything to him.
He turned a blind eye."
Sir Silver grinned and smiled kindly: "I promised them that I would not directly interfere in the internal affairs of the royal family and nobles...